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seyeong

As soon as I arrived at the apartment, I went to my room and sat in front of my keyboard—and with my eyes still in stung, I ran down my fingers to the keys and let my feelings pinned in my chest carry me away. 

Out of nowhere, I felt a soft skin touch my leg. I look down and it’s Yeorum. I lift her up and pet her.

I’m still not in the right state. That moment when Jihoon asked me if I want to break up with him is still going on in my mind. I can’t take it away from my head. It was repeating and repeating in my head like a broken record.

“Yeoreum-ah,” I look at Yeoreum in her eyes, and I’m a little surprised because she looks at me back. And that made me smile a little bit, but I continue as I call her once more.

“Yeoreum-ah, he’s bad, right? Jihoon is a liar.”

“He’s a liar but you know what? … I still don’t want to break up with him,” I said. Yeorum then looks at me and she licks my hand and climbs down.

I was about to stand up from my seat when my phone rang. And I’m not gonna lie. I thought it was Jihoon that I ran all the way from my vanity table to answer my phone.

How funny it is. Because I expect over nothing. It’s not him.

If I thought this night would end soon, then I was wrong. 

“Good Evening, Ms. Seyeong. Mr. Lee called me an hour ago for the hotel room, booked a month ago. I would like to double-check the cancellation if it's alright with you."